Ari sits on a rock, sharpening his longsword, thinking as the others talk. He nods at the various suggestions, liking what he hears. But he had fought the lizards before and had some ideas.
"I think we should go at night. Best time to avoid their patrols as they see no better in the dark than I. It puts us at a disadvantage, but theirs would be the worse. If our divine patron's silence lasts long enough, I'd keep it up on our entire march---keeps us stealthy and nixes the whistles of any scouts we may find. Prolly good to have at least one person out a little bit ahead who can hear, however, with some agreed upon signal---we would be deaf in there."
The hexer draws the map as they know it in the dirt. "If it is late enough night, then we can assume we'll catch many of them asleep. Then, quick fire here, here, and here"---he motions to the various huts---"will catch any that are out and eliminate them from the problem. In the confusion---and if any have suggestions to add more chaos to it---we slip into the Temple proper. It may roil the ant's nest, but should burn a few number while we're at it."
The hexer leans back, waiting for their views.